01-July-2012

The start of the half year. I didn't realised it, but I am so glad it is a Sunday and I get to replenish strength to brace up for the days unknown ahead.

There is a hope that burns within my heart
That gives me strength for every passing day
A glimpse of glory now revealed, yet drives all doubt away
I stand in Christ with sins forgiven
And Christ in me, the hope of heaven
My highest calling and my deepest joy
To make His will my home

There is a hope that lifts my weary head
A consoliation strong against despair
That when the world has plunged me in its deepest pit
I find the Saviour there!
Through present suffering, future's fears
He whispers 'Courage' in my ear.
For I am safe in everlasting arms
And they will lead me home

There is a hope that stands the test of time
That lifts my eyes beyond the beckoning grave
To see the matchless beauty of a day divine
When I behold His face
When sufferings cease and sorrows die
And every longing satisfied
Then joy unspeakable will flood my soul
For I am truly home.